Not Yet

I’m a little frustrated
When I’m alone with you
I feel a little dated
And look for words that are new

I try to find the things to say
That will take you off guard
I try to be loose and at play
But it all seems so hard

So how do I break through
Your faith and your belief
How do I be free and new
And find a little relief

Do I simply not hear you
When you say you must wait
And put up with being blue
And leave it till it’s to late

Or do I just rush right in
And pretend I haven’t heard
When you say it would be sin
And I’m just being absurd

But I’ll wait until another day
And ask you once again
And try not to sound at play
When I ask for more my friend
11/5/1995

Not Yet

Gregory John O'Flaherty

Maryborough, Australia

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I met a woman in 1995 while we were both patients in a hospital. We formed a doomed relationship. This poem was one of the many writen about it. We still see each other every now and then. She has married and devorced and is back with the man she devorced. We are still friends of sorts, but sane enough to know we are bad news together. I am glad love has more than one demension.

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